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I am grumpy.  I am tired.  I am highly annoyed.  Why? 

4:00 am, alarm goes off.  After about 2 minutes of its annoying screech, I gently shake G.  He snoozes.  9 minutes later, it goes off again, I pat him.  Snooze.  9 minutes later, I tap him harder.  You get the picture.  About 4:40, I hear Baby Mochi calling a soft “Mommy.”   If I don’t let her hear me move, she’ll go back to sleep.  But of course, 9 minutes later, the damn alarm goes off again.  This time I push G.  Snooze.  Baby Mochi’s crib squeaks, and I can picture her sitting up sleepily rubbing her eyes trying to make out the things in her room in the dark.  Her eyes must’ve adjusted because she is now saying hi to Big Mochi, who doesn’t respond.  Then she realizes verbally that Big Mochi is “Sheeping.”  So she resorts to calling me again, “Mommy.  Mommy.  Mommy.”  Again, I try to be still.  I hear her flop back down.  Then the alarm goes off again.  So this time, I storm up, give G a rough shove, flick on our very very bright bedroom light, and stomp off to get Baby Mochi, who will not be going back to sleep once G is up, anyway.

I change her diaper and she happily asks me for milk and runs to the tv with an, “Oh no!  TeeBee!”  I tell her yes, it’s off because it’s 5:00 in the morning and it’s too early to watch.  I go to get her a bottle of milk, but the dishes weren’t done because I fell asleep with Big Mochi last night while putting her to bed.  So anyway,  I get Baby Mochi some toys to play with as I do the dishes.  While I’m doing them, G wakes up and greets the mochis.  Then he comes into the kitchen and I glare up at the clock.  He follows my gaze and asks why I’m up so early.  I scream, “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?  WHAT TIME DOES YOUR ALARM CLOCK GO OFF IN THE MORNING?!?!!”

Yeah… you better walk away…